Shadows In Durango

Chapter 72

*****Sofia's POV*****

Glancing around at the small private jet, I was stunned to realise in that moment just how much money Vincent and has family must actually have...

The plush leather white seats complimented by the navy blue accents spoke of a life of luxury themselves, accompanied by the stocked up snack and drink bar. "You good?" He asks, seated opposite me as I nod and glance out of the window as the pilot begins to steer the plane around the track in preparation for take off. When we had left Vincent's place, Daryl's car was gone - I'm assuming maybe that he went to school - which helped to make our exit a little less stressful.

Showering wasn't great this morning either, as I gently washed my hair to avoid hurting my head any further, and after letting it air dry, I was thankful it had fell straight on its own as usual.

"I'm good." I smile, reaching down to ensure that my belt was tight enough as the anxiety of flying crept up on me - hearing the engines roar to life.

"It's a couple of hours, there's a bed in the back if you want a nap once we are in the air." Vincent offers, as I push a strand of hair behind my ear and nod slowly.

Hearing my phone vibrate, I pick it up to find Emma's name flashing up on the screen.

Crap! We are just about to take off, I'll have to call her back when we land!

Typing out a text message quickly, I send:

'About to fly, I'll call you in a couple of hours when we land!x'

To which it appears as 'read' the second it goes through which suggests that Emma was already on our text chat after I had hung up.

"Everything ok?" Vincent asks, his brows furrowed with worry as I nod and smile up at him before my eyes dart back down to find her response come through.

'Daryl said that Vincent kneed you in the stomach last night, what the hell happened????!!!! ARE YOU SURE YOU ARE GOOD? Please do call me ASAP - I love you!x'

makes my heart sink in sheer

major parts of the story, why would he admit to punching me on the back of the head during a fight that

before feeling the pilot begin to speed down the runway, as I lock my phone and close

soothes my racing heart,

below, as we began to tilt

up the courage to peer outside, I lean towards the

away from everyone for a while." Vincent smiles, as I think hard

could harm me from way

move around. "Who's an idiot then?" Vincent stands, reaching his hand out to me which I reluctantly take, allowing for him to help

for the complete experience all for free. The next chapter is eagerly waiting

opens a

knew this was what

your shoes off and climb in - or if you'd prefer, you can just strip down fully."

excited!" I mumble,

my cheeks heat and I nod to

would actually be

bed helping me to

you call an idiot and why?" Vincent asks again, his strong arms wrapping

the text Emma had left me right before we

believe the

He's got a serious fucking problem lately... and it's usually me that everyone hates!" Vincent scoffs out in a dry laugh as I can't help but feel comfortable wrapped up in his arms as we chatted. "Emma tried to call me and I sent her a text to say we were just about to fly and that I would call her back, and she texts me back saying that Daryl told her you kneed me in the stomach!" I inform him, feeling his arms tense around me as he evidently

us for

him." He grumbles, as my brows pull together

him to spread a false story on